Month: April 2020

What was I thinking? I watched Slender Man, and the movie, not surprising at all, got a bad Rotten Tomatoes rating. The reason I think was the high profile cases of Morgan Geyser and Anisa Wire, both found not competent to stand trial last I checked, and their supposed sacrifice they tried to make on behalf of Slender Man, who is a fictional character. I’m kind of glad those girls were not found competent, but for Peyton Lightner, their victim, I’m happy she survived, but the lesson here is that parents should be very careful of what kids see on the Internet, but truth will set you free as wel.

I’d like to leave a message for Peyton Lightner in this blog. If you do find the blog and you see this entry in particular, I’m so sorry you can’t comment, but if you want, my website will go on the bottom of this post. For you Facebook friends who want to comment, use the thread on Facebook.

My message is this: Peyton, I’m super glad you survived. You are a survivor, and I could not imagine going through what you did. Just put this aside and when you have your own little ones, tell them to be on their guard all the time, don’t always believe what they see and hear on the Internet, and keep an eye on those things they get scared of. All kids have monsters under the bed, but it should only be a monster under the kid’s bed, not something that could kill the kid. When you become a mother, just tell them what you went through, and keep them clear away from all things Slender Man. Show them the headlines, the newspaper clippings, and the pictures in the news videos. Peyton, you are heroic, and one day, when you become Mom, I hope the future grandma will also be on hand to warn those little ones, the precious lives that one day you will have, about the dangerous myth that was almost the end of your life.

IF you want to see my website, Ms. Lightner, it is http://www.denverqueen.com and you can hit me up on social media. I’ve followed your story because I found it so incredible that at least you survived, and I face demons every day. Thank you for your story and your survival. Hugs, and looking forward to helping spread the word that your life has value over a fictional creepypasta.

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It has been brought to my attention that someone wants the FBI to investigate the things I wrote here in the blog. I’ve got news for you. The FBI’s resources are swamped, and not with petty things like a blog to investigate. The FBI’s resources are best spent on investigating hate crimes against people like Trenton, me, and other people who are considered minority groups. Then there’s the pandemic. THe FBI will not investigate this blog because it’s just plain and simple petty stealing of resources and false. The FBI and the anti-defamation League will investigate hate crimes against minorities, including the Jewish people, people of color who are LGBTQI+, and so much more. The next time you call the police wanting an investigation of someone’s writing, please hear me out. You’re taking away from groups that mean business and need protection such as the colored, disabled, and the LGBTQI+ who are more vulnerable to attack. I’m also including Muslims and feminist folks like Ilhan Omar. If anyone thinks this blog is a credible security threat, it’s only my opinions, but I also believe that the entitled ones who want this are not going to get it because even local police are swamped. Domestic violence calls could be on the rise in some communities because of the pandemic, so think before you act. Reflect on the people you least expect to have protection, and the FBI and police forces will not have time to investigate such petty reports because may I also add that a threat was made? Yes, I did write that a threat was made. THe FBI is a federal bureau of investigation, charged with investigating true federal white collar crimes. This blog is not slanderous and libelous as some will claim, and those claims are stupid and false. If anyone wants to comment, comments are disabled. Realize that permission does not need to be granted for the names to be mentioned. I mean, if that were the case, Trenton would have to be hidden behind a name like something such as John or Luke. I can’t get permission, reasonably so, from everybody who I have to write about. What the hell is the reblog feature for? I just reblogged one of Alice Wong’s posts, and Alice was only posting something from a lady in Malaysia, an author who has a lot more cred than most. I reblogged and her name came up.

Before you report like crazy any of the blog posts I will be writing in the future, think about who you are, where you are from, and do you know what laws you’re citing. I had an Australian woman report a post she had no business reporting, after all she did not study American civics in school or the law rather in the United States. I don’t take comments anyway that seriously because reporting a post for speaking the truth and denying that the screenshot exists is really the stupidest thing you could do. It’s a petty order to do anything like this.

To recap, before you report or beg your local police force to investigate any sliver o my blog, think about what you’re taking away. There’s that transgender colored woman down the street who has a threat against her for being who she is that needs protection from your entitlement. There’s a Jewish family that found a swastika on their car’s windshield and has had antisemitic comments spewed about them in the papers. There’s a disabled gay man who has just been kicked out of his parents’ house for the inevitable, being gay and disabled. There’s a young girl who is transgender whose parents want to turn her in, and she has been threatened again and again with abuse. There’s that Maori guy in New Zealand who might have to move again because someone is harassing him at his house. ANd for the Aussies out there, the Aborigine who fears for his life, his livelihood, and his job because someone either harasses him, his wife, or his child. Have empathy for the people you rob of the FBIs investigative resources, same with Scotland Yard and other investigative services in Australia and New Zealand and other places. I have to use those scenarios as examples, I don’t know of any Jewish guy with a swastika in his windshield, etc. But I do know that there was a Native lady in Arizona who had a slur written on her car against her. I won’t write it here because it’s a slur, plain and simple. Hint: it had nothing to do with a Powhatan princess. It was something worse, and I still won’t write it.

Hate crimes against brown and black people are also a problematic thing, so please, if you bother to read my blog henceforth, think about the people who truly need investigations and protection.

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Author’s note: The following is not my work. However, this is exactly what I want to say about those who are ableist and especially during this time of a worldwide pandemic. I have a black partner who could lose his life over this pandemic, and wearing face masks could exacerbate racial profiling here in the United States, but this Malaysian disabled author really tells it like it is. It’s a colonial issue, and we need to fix this.

How Colonial Visual Cultures Have Worsened This Pandemic and What Needs To Change Khairani Barokka The people holding parties instead of social …

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I am here today to propose a book idea. Since many disabled females face abuse and guardianship practices that don’t line up with the person’s wishes, I’d like to propose a guide for victims that tells them, you are not alone, and gives them the tools to be proactive in cases where even family can’t be trusted. I propose an idea that not only empowers folks like me who should’ve been able to look into orgs and advocacy groups, but the tools should have been in my favor. When my parents got their guardianship, I had no tools, nothing, no hope of escape and ability to become an independent person. I was more or less not able to contact orgs and people about why the guardianship was abusive or potentially dangerous. When I thought up this book idea, I thought it might be appropriate to do a sidenote about Carrie Kasem, the famous Casey’s daughter, to prove that guardianship for both elders and disabled people can and could become dangerous, especially when the parental figures die. As a blind woman, I asked myself and therapists the question of what and why someone would do this if they know I needed something upon their deaths. My parents, probably the most insensible people on the planet, did the only sensible thing they had to, and asked a doctor to fill out a form that said I was okay. Well, I’ve gotten backlash from every corner of the blind community, from Iowa to Wisconsin and beyond, that basically states that I must be under the care of a guardian because I am a “psycho” or “loonbag”, both very stigmatizing and insensitive things to say about me. To counter this, I want to write a book about my experiences, publish it, and have it sold as hardcover and Kindle and apple books. I hope Amazon Publishing will take this seriously, and I will be thinking about reading other books so I can gather some information. For disabled adults, specifically, and the disabled young adults, I might write another guide for them specifically because that’s the most vulnerable age group. Young adults with disabilities should be able to transition, live independently, and not have a parent or guardian control every aspect of their life. The first thing is that I want to say to those young adults that like it or not, your parents are going to die. Everybody dies, even the youngest among us learns about death, but upon the death of a guardian, sometimes a professional guardian might take over. This could lead to death for the disabled adult, a nursing home stay, and so many other problems. I want to interview people who’ve been through this, rigmarole, and I want to do a guide for both adults and young adults with disabilities. Maybe though I could roll the two guidebooks into one, and I wrote a preface to the book last night. I have pages on my mac to thank for this, but the problem is that the templates keep crashing on me. Any help would be appreciated regarding the logistics, and I do want someone to track down a publisher who will work with me. So, in the spirit of this book idea, I might be taking a slight break from writing here in the blog to address the book. Comments will remain disabled throughout the period of the book’s writing and proposals, but there will be acknowledgements for people who actually give a damn and help with the manuscript.

Thank you all for your cooperation. I will give details about where the book wil be published, and I will give a link to all formats when it is complete.

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I’m kind of feeling sentimental, and it’s something I must talk about here. As a big iHop fan, however, there’s one thing that matches IHOP’s pancakes, and that would be those of my grandfather, my Papa. Why? Okay, read on.

Every morning in Lake Mary, in the big house where everything seems to have had some semblance of normal, there was something rather special that would happen. My grandfather would make these big fat pancakes with bacon strips on top. The bacon strips were deliciously prepared, floppy a bit, but sometimes a tad crispy and so tasty. These days I miss the pancakes made with love, but my grandfather has since developed some dementia and no longer rides his harley motorcycle to Bike Week, or any other motorcycle events. Since my B Ma, his wife, died, things just haven’t been the same.

Usually, Papa would doctor up pancakes from mix, but my dad tried to do the same. My brother had his own waffle maker, and he’d make sweeter waffles than usual, but nothing quite matches Papa’s pancakes. They were delicious, just something to think about.

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Beth

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Below is a post and before I do, I want to apologize for not posting part 1, but this is about autistic adults and parent caregivers doing activities during #covid19 so read with an open mind. I’d like to add that blind folks also have autism, so some of this might not work like the virtual tours etc., not unless there’s binaural sounds the person can get immersed in. Depending on condition, there are lots of creative ideas in everybody’s minds these days.

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A parent commented that they enjoyed reading my last blog regarding activities during these challenging times, but wished there were more for adults.…